Pulling Myself out of the Muck of Today

The great thing about a blog is that I can be forthright and honest. So tonight, that’s what I have in mind to do.

Today was a very disappointing day for me.

It started last night when our baby just would not sleep. He is teething and growing, and only his mommy can really comfort him beyond food or orajel. So, comforting sweet Judah, as well as trying to make sure David could actually get much-needed rest was my focus. I didn’t get much sleep at all.

Then, this morning, the kids decided to test my limits of patience, of course. I had that target of, “Look, Mom got no sleep. Let’s get her!” painted on me, apparently. I got back talk from the kids, and much of my organizing efforts were undone, once again, thanks to a mischievous 6-year-old.

I try so very hard to not need or ask anyone to help me with things, but on rare occasions, I do need something. I couldn’t find anyone to watch Judah while I go to a meeting I need to go to, about our upcoming move. (But one sweet friend who lives too far away sincerely wished she could watch him. That made my attitude about not being able to go now, better.)

So, I was feeling pretty sorry for poor old me.

Then my daughter gave me a spontaneous hug. (Those are rare with a 12-year-old.) My husband went out of his way to make dinner so I wouldn’t have to worry about it while he was at a worship practice meeting. And, my cranky, demanding baby smiled sweetly in his sleep, a smile that only a happy baby could smile.

All is well again. I really don’t require much, and yet I get the most precious, amazing gifts in return from my family. I feel pretty doggone spoiled right now. And tired. I’m going back to sleep.